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Learn How to Count in French: Un, Deux, Trois… Cinq!
March 10, 2009, 2:22 pm
Filed under: Tabloid

Un:

Wala akong magawa, so I’ve thought of translating into a text joke yung ni-relay sakin ng friend kong entry sa Top Ten earlier that morning.  I’ve written it as humorous as I can so as to save myself from mockery, then send to many.  “This is it,” I  said to myself.  Pero nilagyan ko pa din ng disclaimer sa end part ng message. LOL

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Joke ng Kuwentista, kurni pero tolerable pa naman.

Use ‘Comeback’ in a sentence.

Use!

Presenting Donna Cruz…

One.. Two.. Three…

‘Comeback’ tumibok ang puso, wala ka nang magagawa kundi sundin eto.

I understand if you bombard me with hate messages after reading this. LOL

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A few of my friends replied saying “Hanubayan” or “Eto na yung hate message mo. Salo!”  I texted back saying zit and zat and I then I fell asleep.

Then sunshine comes again and I celebrate that I am still alive.  Hooray!

I grabbed my squeaking alarm phone to put it off.  “One unread message,” it says on the screen.  I opened it and read, “Lumalala na yung mga sent jokes mo ha. Are you okay?

My grogginess was no more. I laughed hard, while scratching my head, calming my bushy, unkempt hair.

Indeed, it’s a healthy morning habit — smiling, grinning, then laughing out loud.

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My friend texted me one late Monday evening ranting about how bad the start of her workweek was.

I read, “Ang daming supervisor calls! Yung ibang concerns kaya namang i-handle nung mga agents on their own, ipapasa pa sa akin!”

To which I replied,

“Yung manok nung kapitbahay namin kanina pa tumitilaok.  Sabi nila may mumu daw pag ganun! Ishkeri! (Tago kumot)

And to address her rants:

“Isipin mo na lang yung ismayls and giggles mo nung nanunuod tayo ng You Changed My Life.  I-power hug mo yung sarili mo, if possible, para maalala mo.  Haha.  Cheer up!”

She didn’t reply.  I slept.  Morning came so as her one unread message on my phone.

“Eeee! Ishkeri nga! Tulog na! Masuwerte kayong natutulog ng gabi may room sa paglaki. Haha”

Ang husay mag-cope sa work stress, gumagawa ng slogan.  Another HAHAHA morning for meeeee!! Saya ng mornings ko lately!

Deux:

Prologue:

Na-sad ako upon hearing the news of Francis M’s death. I was working on a quiz to determine my brain age — 60 yung score ko na medyo positive naman daw and that’s with a little help from friends.  Sabi naman ni Alvin kase 1900 daw yung nilagay kong birth year kaya medyo mataas yung score… hahaha — nung time na in-announce ni Vic on national TV ang heartbreaking fact na he was defeated by leukemia.   Status ko nga facebook May new Ideology: Francism. RIP, Free Man.” Ngayon ko lang siya talagang na-appreciate as an artist singing Kaleidoscope World-ly songs.  Umiyak pa si Gloc 9 dun sa tribute sa EB, lalo tuloy akong na-sad.

Chapters:

I thought of some arrogant troglodyte saying this line to me: “May stainless steel two-door ref na kame.”

Maybe I’m a bit villainous when I thought of a saucy answer to that remark: “Anong pakialam ko kung may stainless steel two-door ref na kayo?! Do you intend to say that I should think of a brilliant idea how to dispose your 15-year-old rusty one-door ref?  Put it in the basement if you have an idea what a basement is. Huh!

Epilogue:

Yun fiction, heto non-fiction.

Eksena sa FX overhearing Opinionated Ate and her Lad Friend’s Discussion.

Lad Friend:  Sa office kanina kumakanta sila ng Francis M songs.

Opinionated Ate: Oh, bakit?

Lad Friend: (Natigil nang sandali, feeling niya ang slow ni Opinionated Ate.) Parang tribute daw kay FM.

Opinionated Ate:  Huh?! Bakit sila nakiki-sympathy?

Mean-y Me: (Almost muttering to herself) Eh, gusto nilang maki-sympathize eh!  Palibhasa Cueshe ang fave band mo and you know by heart the origin of their band name! Silencio!

And besides, verb, Opinionated Ate, hindi noun! Realize!

Trois:

Si Donya gumaganti.

Pero bago yun, may kuwelang comment ulit siya.

Because it’s Love Day or Love is in the Air, they thought of having a feel of that occasion in our office. One happy man with a ladder cheerfully hang strings with heart cutouts on the ceiling.  Upon seeing the display of those “love chandeliers” Donya said, “Anu ba yan, ang KINKY naman dito sa office, malamig na nga, may Valentine-y ambiance pa.” LOL.

At our “Bon Voyage, Donya” event at Tsoko.nut Batirol, Donya still cannot believe that she had 21 missed calls from her husband that evening.

“Akala ko dito siya tatawag sa N95 ko,” she muttered while looking at her 3200 disposable phone.

I said, “Sus, kinikilig ka lang sa thought na it’s 21 missed calls, more than a dozen.”

She said,“Hindi. Kase dati naman 8 missed calls lang yan eh, di umaabot ng ganiyan. Ay, hindi mo naman magi-gets kase hindi ka pa nagkaka-boyfriend.”

I was shocked, hurt, tears were shed.  -OA-

I said, “Di ba naka-dalawang misa ka kakahintay samin. Ba’t ang mean-mean mo ngayon?”

HAHAHA! Gumaganti talaga oh!

Quatre:

Cinq:

Six:

Sept:

Huit:

Neuf:

Dix:

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